Meng Xi never expected to hear such words from his mouth. In fury, she extended her right hand and slapped him hard across the face!
A sharp "slap" rang out.
After the slap, the two of them froze. Meng Xi looked at her slightly reddened palm, her eyes brimming with tears. This slap was certainly not light, but it was delivered from hearing something that shattered her heart.
Clearly, his heart still lingered on Bai Shasha, unable to let go even on the eve of her wedding, yet he poisoned her with such cruel words.
What right did he have?
In an instant, the guilt in Meng Xi's heart vanished, replaced by a flood of bittersweet emotions. It felt as though she had just swallowed a glass of bitter wine.
"Are you crazy!?" Cao Yufan covered his stung cheek with his hand, disbelief flashing across his face. She had actually slapped him? This wasn't the soft-spoken, gentle Meng Xi he knew anymore—the Meng Xi who obeyed his every wish.
